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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1886, by 

IBBOTSON BROS., 

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. 



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Sunday. 



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Tlion art coming, my Savior ! 

Thou art coming, O my King ! 
In Thy beauty all-resplendent, 
In Thy glory all-transcendent ; 

Well may we rejoice and sing ! 
Coming ! In the opening east. 

Herald brightness slowly swells 
Coming ! O my glorious Priest, 

Hear we not Thy golden bells ? 



CQONDAY. 

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Prayer changed to praise this very hour ! 
Yes, heard and answered ! sought and found ! 
I breathe a golden atmosphere 
Of solemn joy, and seem to hear 

Within, above, and all around, 
The chime of deep cathedral bells, 
An early herald peal that tells 
A glorious Easter-tide begun ; 
While yet are sparkling in the sun 
Large rain drops of the night storm passed, 

And days of Lent are gone at last. 



Tuesday. 



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Arise, for He is risen to -da}-, 

And shine, for He is glorified ; 

Put on thy beautiful array, 

And keep perpetual Easter-tide. 



(Wednesday. 



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Have you a song for Jesus ? 

xlll the little buds and flowers, 
All the merry birds and breezes, 

All the sunbeams and the showers 
Praise Him in their own sweet way, 
What have you to sing to-day i 

Bring your happiest songs and sing 

For your Savior and your King. 



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Shui^sday 



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Singing for Jesns, our Savior and King, 

Singing for Jesus, tlie Lord whom we love ; 
All adoration we joyously bring, 

Longing to praise as we praise Him above. 
Singing for Jesus, our Shepherd and Guide, 

Singing for gladness of heart that he gives 
Singing for wonder and praise that He died. 

Singing for blessing and joy that He lives. 



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Fl^IDAY 



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Oil let me know 
The power of Thy resurrection, 

Oh let me show 
Thy risen life in calm and clear reflection; 

Oh let me soar 
Where Thon my Savior, Christ, art gone before; 

In mind and heart 
Let me dwell alwrays, only where Thon art. 



Satui=^day. 



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(3/iscer)Si©r) C)©i)q. 

Golden liarj^s are sounding, 

Angel voices ring. 
Pearly gates ai-e opened — 
Opened for the King ; 
Christ, the King of Glory, 

Jesus, King of Love, 
Is gone up in triumph 
To His throne above. 

All His work is ended. 
Joyfully we sing, 
Jesus hath ascended ! 
Glory to our King ! 



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